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Celeste in slow motion memory

Call me, Celeste
When your aching is vagrant
And wanders to snow drifted white

Sing to me sister
I miss your company
I miss your voice in the warm summer night

It’s raining here still
Though it’s time that the spring
Began pulling pale shoots to the light

The heavy drops soothe me
On sleepless adventures
A morning pale face will emerge to the bright

Silent Celeste
In your grace and your tragedy
Calm in the presence of those prone to fright

Celeste I would sit at your hearthstone
silent for 3 or more days
Just to watch as your ghost drifted softly
I longed to be like you in so many ways

We were so young when I met you
Your hair was a long silken flow
Your willowy grace was a dream to me
I watched you until it was past time to go

Celeste, I chose badly
There was no one to teach me
But I gradually taught myself lessons hard won

Celeste, in your absence
I wonder about you
Your dark skinned baby, a grace endowed son

You and I, of the sky
dragonfly souls
may we meet by the pond, elusive, dark one

You tug at my dreaming
I offer surrender
the years have pressed diamonds to what we've begun


— Cloudthings, Sep 21, 2009

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About the Author

Region, Country: Australia, regional Victoria, AUS

Favorite Poets: So many... Rumi, Spike Milligan, Keats. Many of the Neopoet clan, past & present. A myriad of song writers, Dylan, Jackson Browne, Lior, & I must add the poetic influence of painters, sculptors & creators across the world... Life really, especially the sky.

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Orphani

16 years 8 months ago

A hauntingly beautiful,

A hauntingly beautiful, lonely, and distant feeling prrmeates through out this moody, painted landscape of shifting sceens ,elevateing this poem to a prayer. Oh by the way why do i want to pinch those cheeks mercilessly?Is it becouse their begging for it? consider how punctuation might be used to accent and enhance.That question mark looks lonely Too...................o
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 8 months ago

I like the clean lines, but I would LOVE you to elaborate, what

Hi Barry, thanks, yes... it has a kind of vague hardly there sense in a way doesn't it, hope that's ok. My cheeks, I don't know, but I lived in the bush as a littley (sherbrooke forest was our back yard literally, spent most of my early life up trees) & my mother never drove, there was a fruit/veg truck that would come to the houses, that man could pinch a cheek, I would hide if I could it used to hurt!!! I suspect you get that sense because I am in play mode, my little charge is 4 (just had a new baby sister) & we have a weekly fun session, this one included her "instant long hair" wig she made me put on. Fun is contagious, I wonder where the urge for cheek pinching comes from, is it a desire to be a part of the fun do you think, it's usually in response to endearing cheekiness don't you think? Oh punctuation... hmmm, I often leave it out unless it is midline, seems to clutter the write for me, I like the clean lines, but I would LOVE you to elaborate, what did you actually mean? I DID take out the question mark, though I am not sure I prefer it that way, it feels even weaker now at the end. Do appreciate the feedback. Cheers Anni~ "Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body". ~Elizabeth Stone
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weirdelf-test

16 years 8 months ago

haunting? Daunting!

I almost despair that I could ever write with such beauty, yet you inspire me. Everyone here has been so kind, perhaps I can learn. I love many things and am well read but does that mean I can become a good poet? Or is there a gene I might be lacking? Sorry to talk about myself, I can't find the words to express how much this poem moved me. I feel like I have come home joining this site, but feeling a bit overwhelmed by the quality of what I have been reading. kind regards, Jean, meow, yip, purr, yowl and perfect body language of approval, contempt or demand
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 8 months ago

I have seen poets here begin with very little confidence & gain

Hi Jean thank you - No there is no gene, you have all the Jean required! (terrible punning, sorry, cringe!). I don't mind at all if you talk of yourself... I teach singing & I am such an advocate for people just really listening (to themselves & others, most of singing is more about the listening than anything, like most of painting & drawing is in the seeing/looking, maybe with writing it is the same... read & read & write & read your own. I have seen poets here begin with very little confidence & gain that & far more skill in a very short time. It can be a great site for that. You will refine your skills in no time, just keep exploring your own & others work, here & in books, libraries, book shops & in your head & papers at home. Enjoy Cheers Anni~ "Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body". ~Elizabeth Stone
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weirdelf-test

16 years 8 months ago

thank you

you are so kind, and I will learn! kind regards, Jean, meow, yip, purr, yowl and perfect body language expreses all
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lyz

16 years 8 months ago

Hi

Brilliant. I love what you wrote and I love what I read. Lyz. x
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 8 months ago

Thanks Lyz, fellow Aus girl, I am pleased to have pleased you!

Thanks Lyz, fellow Aus girl, I am pleased to have pleased you! But didn't anyone ever tell you to stay clear of the hindquarters of horsey creatures?! Kidding! Cheers Anni~ "Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body". ~Elizabeth Stone
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Orphani

16 years 8 months ago

Eexample, and this does not

Eexample, and this does not imply in any way that it is better, its just a device that is helpful sometimes in the right setting.I do like the clean lines too.But there is a vast world of possibilities that may suit you on the proper ocassion. just to watch as your ghost drifted softly just to watch,your ghost drifted softly this pauses the reader in mid sentance and gives a little more weight to the word watch with the removal of "as" becouse you have to step a little higher to get to "your" its just a device for shifting emphisis to certain words And allows you to eliminate words that detract focus without being to choppy. Also tense gives power and life: also eliminating "just to" smacks the reader directly in to "watching" watching,your ghost drifting softly notice the subtle shifts - thats all i'm saying.does this pinch? Are the plump cheeks red? it always makes me uncomfortable to do this.. .......o
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 8 months ago

It isn't just the reduction of verbiage that changes things, it

No, that's lovely thank you, I really like exploring such things, I think I would probably dearly love to go back to uni & do (yet another) course, how delicious to be among writers exploring such things as that of placement... I do know exactly what you mean... I play with it a lot in my song writing, though there is an added level in regard to rhythm & phrasing & tune... I am realising, though it can be similar, it is often quite a different creature to poetry. It isn't just the reduction of verbiage that changes things, it can be addition as well, I feel.... eg the night sends sleepy shadows, I covet them, I dream... to ... the night send sleepy shadows, I covet them, even so, I dream. I want to throw that in to tweek the intrigue for the lines to come, sets the pace for some explanation etc. Ah it is a rich vein this lovely medium we are priveliged to travel in. No, neither that plump, nor that red, & I am wondering if it is the critique that is uncomfortable or the question about cheek pinching... the latter aught to be as well (chuckle) Cheers Anni~ "Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body". ~Elizabeth Stone
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 8 months ago

Beautiful, enthralling title

Beautiful, enthralling title & tale...I had a very close friend who died when she was 27, they say she shot herself, dying from blood loss, I never did believe it. Roberta Jean had dark hair and saucer blue eyes, she had 2 children, one died when he was 11 (a shotgun accident, I never read obits, that day I did), wonder about her daughter (who I named my daughter after). Sigh... How about this end: your dark skinned baby boy, now a man who would be kind you a dark-winged butterfly, we chase in dreams.. (not quite...but you know where I'm heading..) Love, Anna (thank you for this memory)
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 8 months ago

I love this end you have fashioned, you of butterfly dusted wisd

Dear amazing Anna, how lovely to have you visit my page with this tragic story that harbours warmth all the same, heart breaking circumstances, ouch... I wonder too & I didn't even know them. I love this end you have fashioned, you of butterfly dusted wisdom... yes, she was actually that kind of quiet delicate & still... you know that lovely moment when a butterfly alights & just flexes it's wings as if to check they are still there. She was refined of movement like that, I love that last line too, I would not have thought to slip such a final line in this one... I will consider something like this (tomorrow after sleep), thank you, appreciate your visit of dendelion & cloud & beautiful butterfly gentle dusting. Cheers Anni~ "Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body". ~Elizabeth Stone
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 8 months ago

Hmmm perfection is in the eye of the beholder, but it does read

Hmmm perfection is in the eye of the beholder, but it does read so much better now & ta for the ispiration... You are such a wonderful writer Anna, you comments mean a lot to me. Cheers Anni~ "The personal life deeply lived always expands into truths beyond itself". Anais Nin:
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

16 years 8 months ago

That gems lie awaiting on the beach like the sun.

You tug at my dreaming......................................................................you glitter my dreaming
 I offer surrender..................................................................... .............I turn in the light 
the years have pressed diamonds to what we’ve begun....................to see that a diamond comes pressed by the night You impress through my dreaming a presence so close that gems lie awaiting on the beach like the sun. You fall in my dreaming on night's cool beach to light up a diamond on life's sand grains, just one Oh golly I give up for now!!!! Love to dear you in the sun of Springtime Anni From Anushka I watched you until it was past time to go.....the rhythm is better with 'twas if that's not putting the cat among the butterflies!
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 8 months ago

If I'd written the poem in amore classic style I would fully agr

Darling Ann of Summer smiling, you have, once more,written such a delightful addition here I rather like what you have written better than my own post... what fun we would have playing line for line you gorgeous one. As for the "t'was" suggestion, we have had such a discourse before & I am so loath to reject a suggestion from my wonderful poetic queen, but my previous sense stands, it would feel out of keeping here... If I'd written the poem in a more classic style I would fully agree for t'would be a more painterly write where frollicsome varbiage had room to wax & meld ere it had less solid borders. Still, I wrote it in more modern speak, & I just feel adding a lovely romantic joinage such as that would be a distraction & rather extraneous... perhaps though I should look to reduce the syllables in that line if that's what bothers you. Ah dear Ann, don't give up on me though, I do appreciate your words & ideas so much. Cheers Anni~ "The personal life deeply lived always expands into truths beyond itself". Anais Nin:
Geezer

Geezer

16 years 8 months ago

I can't leave you Aussies alone...

one day. I try hard to keep up, but if I miss one day, by being a little under the weather, I miss so much good stuff! I love the lines: The heavy drops soothe me. On sleepless adventures. A morning pale face, will emerge to the bright. Sounds like you stayed up all night, dreaming! Beautiful! ~ Gee
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 8 months ago

many a night I have stayed up all night dreaming (or Neopoeting.

Oh dear Gee,I do hope you are over you under the weatherness!! & yes, there have been many a night I have stayed up all night dreaming (or Neopoeting... sometimes a little the same, chuckle!) Always happy when you like them my friend, I have not looked to see the AEC results, I better go there soon & check, hope it was a good experience for you... then I must go search your latest writing. Cheers Anni~ "The personal life deeply lived always expands into truths beyond itself". Anais Nin:
WF

Worldwide Freeride

16 years 8 months ago

From bland carbon and graphite you crush the soul unto a diamond

Anni, This is just so eloquent and unfettered in emotional throw and flow. You cast us back on a wave of memory until we are awash with your heart's visions and left floating on a sea of regret and reflection. Although you never state how or why your friend and sister was taken away, you can see how it has made a ripple on the pool of life, a stone thrown in to Lake Life and the liquid ripples out and with time it may smooth out but beneath the water the lakebed is forever changed. The sorrow and devotion in the middle two paragraphs is startlingly good and so well worded that the rhyme seemed to me to be so mellifluous... then comes the hope and the future meeting by that lake once again as a darting dragonfly in all its iridescent hues and seemingly metallic glean, ever changing and playful in the sun, chasing each other in carefree happiness is just so good. A weak ending you say? Not for me... I viewed that you were surrendering to the stars, as diamonds in the sky to go seek and meet the very thing that your heart is singing for in this poem. A great tribute and wonderfully written, I am sure she'd be proud of you writing such things for her. I know in her place I would be! Bravo Anni... another Masterpiece penned by you! Dale :)
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 8 months ago

in the end I surrender to the whims of the world & the meeting i

Ah my heavens you are a delightful critic... did anyone ever tell you you should be a writer by any chance? Or perhaps a seer?... Are you too young to be a wise person? I think not. You always seem to describe my processes so insightfully, you reach to the essence of my creative beast & unravel the jumble I think I leave on the page so it is a clear image of elaborate, deft strokes. Thank you Dale, I have no idea if I will ever see Celeste again, or even if she would like this... probably, it is her & others as well somehow, but in the end I surrender to the whims of the world & the meeting is in symbollic form only, sometimes that is all we have left... I learned to make it sacred long ago that symbollic completion. I am looking forward to reading your recent works when I have caught up here after my holidays. Cheers Anni~ "The personal life deeply lived always expands into truths beyond itself". Anais Nin:
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Ink Dragon

16 years 8 months ago

Anni,

I'm impressed. I feel this to be one of your best writes, and am in love with your final lines You tug at my dreaming I offer surrender the years have pressed diamonds to what we’ve begun Yours, ~Nina
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 8 months ago

would not be surprised if you had a Celeste or 2 in various vers

Ah dear Nina, lovely to see you here, I was just visiting your page to see if you had posted much in my absence, I see you have posted more blogs & been busy with AEC biz no doubt, glad to see you there of course you have put so much into this place & done such a great job during a tricky time too!! I am so glad you like this, I can understand your attraction to it, you are a good woman who knows the blessing of good female friends & inspirational women I think, I would not be surprised if you had a Celeste or 2 in various versions in your own history... Perhaps you are the Celeste for some of them! Great to see you, I began reading your "Dogma" blog, but have no opinion on it (I had barely any religeous indoctrination, though dabbled in more radical spiritual practice in my teens & early 20s, discovering recently I have practically lived my life as a buddhist since I was 13 & gave up meat & leather because I didn't need it & couldn't have killed a creature myself, I have no problem with others who can... blah blah), so I will await a new poem from you when you have more time. Warm wishes & love your way Cheers Anni~ "The personal life deeply lived always expands into truths beyond itself". Anais Nin:
hugo la rosa

hugo la rosa

16 years 8 months ago

Dear Cloudthings:

Lovely poem, lovely words, lovely everything, it has many major highlights that were already commented. There is a quality of sadness that I can't pin down, probably because it is dedicated to extoll the goodness of sisterly love. But on the whole it is superbly beautiful. Sincerely, Hugo
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 8 months ago

Glad you have liked this... great to see you spotlit

Dear Hugo, thank you, you write so clearly, & you are right of course, there is a tainting of sadness, there are lots of reasons for that. Glad you have liked this... great to see you spotlit. Cheers Anni~ "The personal life deeply lived always expands into truths beyond itself". Anais Nin:
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orgami

16 years 8 months ago

rolled so complete the vowels and pace

exotic in its colour and expanse the details so the dragonfly in its glitter and hum if one is still enough and aware sweet reverie and more thank you!
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 8 months ago

Yes dragonflies, creature far better appreciated from a quiet mi

Steven, I am so pleased to have delivered something for you here. Always lovely to have your words grace my page. Yes dragonflies creatures far better appreciated from a quiet mind from a quiet space... My mind is bruised & feeling almost mangled just now. I watched "The last King of Scotland", I am still feeling nauseous from the brutality of it (Brian would laugh at me, & probably call me a sissy) & your words are so sweetly soothing. I guess I had hoped the creative spirit & often joyful interaction of Neo, might wash me of such nightmare scenes... sadly ones that really happened & sadly they are probably happening somewhere even as I pop these keys... erghh. It helps no one for me to dwell there... Perhaps I will have to write about it, hate that sense of impotence. Hopefully you are feeling brighter & less queezy! Cheers Anni~ "The personal life deeply lived always expands into truths beyond itself". Anais Nin:
Ravenshakti

Ravenshakti

16 years 8 months ago

Cloudthings...

This poem is breath-taking, and breath-giving... All I can say is this: Your poem will dance in many, many hearts... Exquisite! Raven
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 8 months ago

perhaps, as I said to Nina, you have (or ARE) a Celeste in your

Thanks for these lovely words Raven, perhaps, as I said to Nina, you have (or ARE) a Celeste in your own life. I do love appreciating my sisters of soul, they are so very worthy of reflection & consideration. Dragonfly moments to you Raven Cheers Anni~ "The personal life deeply lived always expands into truths beyond itself". Anais Nin:
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hushush8

16 years 8 months ago

celeste in slow memories

this poem has an excellent close & lots of articles you could both do without & titen your poem, give it more impact so to speak. But then Im a firm believer in less is more. you hit all the rite notes thruout but Im of the opinion that with a little tweak or two youd be able to double their decibals. just a thot. peter
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 8 months ago

I am not always as succinct as I'd like to be, but I do make eff

Hi Peter (mentally shakes writing hands, since I think I have not met you here yet)& welcome (unless you have been around longer than I know, if so forgive me). I am sure you are right in your suggestion that I could cut things & tighten, & it would stand equally as vallid as any suggestion, it really is just taste, I will have another look at it in the light of your comment, but the tricky thing about a comment like this is... it really is taste, many people would find the way you choose to use the English language here distasteful... & many writers write far more, & far less convoluted works & are respected for it, it's the hardest thing isn't it, to know whose advice to take on or not. I try to be as broadminded & as open minded as I can (which is why I will take another look to see if I will cull as you suggest), I am not always as succinct as I'd like to be, but I do make efforts... You must have had some areas in particular you feel are superfluous? I wonder now what they would be, & what the peom would be without them (this is always my quandry, can you still include the elements you desire if you cull certain bits, or change them?) Anyway, not a terribly succinct answer really! Cheers Anni~ "The personal life deeply lived always expands into truths beyond itself". Anais Nin:
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 8 months ago

like slow cooking or slow love making, it can really prolong the

Don't fret, some might be offended at that title, but I rather enjoy the idea of slow memories, delicious to savour reminsicence... like slow cooking or slow love making, it can really prolong the pleasure... not if you are into being succinct overly though I expect, might be less your style, you should try it some time though... very lovely way to spend a little life. Hmmm I do sound like a bit of a hedonist at times. Cheers Anni~ "The personal life deeply lived always expands into truths beyond itself". Anais Nin:
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 8 months ago

thank you for forcing my reluctant hands... I get too attached t

There... a little tightening, I can see what you mean though, there is more that could be worked to more beauty, thank you for forcing my reluctant hands... I get too attached to the babies & fear putting them under the knife. Cheers Anni~ "The personal life deeply lived always expands into truths beyond itself". Anais Nin:
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Idlemindwondering

16 years 8 months ago

I am awed

by the genuine beauty of this haunting. I slipped easily into these moments you presented and followed them with great interest. I teetered between childhood friends or childhood lovers but either way the tragedy left the teller wandering in the past as much as any ghost.
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

16 years 8 months ago

I hope it still takes you to pleasant or worthy places with that

Well, thank you for walking here with your idle mind (& welcome since you are a mnew face here) spreading sweet stars. I am most cheered that you were pulled in to your own version of Celeste, that was my hope... but I changed the poem moments after you left this for me, so I hope it still takes you to pleasant or worthy places with that wandering mind... Did you mean you felt I was left wandering in the past (as the teller) or the reader, as telling the story whilst reading? I must go wander through your writing also soon. Idly might be nice! Cheers Anni~ "When we feel love and kindness toward others, it not only makes others feel loved and cared for, but it helps us also to develop inner happiness and peace". H.H. the Dalai Lama